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“No, it’s not your fault,” she hurried to say. “It’s me who’s—”
“I’m your Dom,” he interrupted, and his tone allowed for no further argument. “It’s my job to know exactly what you need and make sure you get it. I give you my word, I’ll do everything I can to keep this from happening again.”
His words filled her chest with warmth. No one she’d ever met in her life had made her feel so safe, so protected. Soworthyof protection.
“Now.” Aiden gave her a soft, sensuous kiss. “Let’s try this again, shall we? Turn around.”
Grateful for the easy order, she did as she was told.
“Your skin is so soft,” he said, running his fingertips down the middle of her back, between her shoulder blades. “I love touching you.”
She sighed contentedly as he slowly unzipped her dress. Next, he gently ran his fingers along the tops of her shoulders, pushing her straps down her arms until the dress fell to her waist.
“Oh, I love this.” He walked around in front of her, staring unashamedly at her breasts. He ran one finger along the top of her demi bra, then brushed his thumbs over her nipples, which hardened at the touch. “I must admit, I have a thing for black lace.” He pushed her dress over her hips, letting it pool at her feet, and looked his fill at her matching lingerie. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?”
At that moment, she did. Olivia felt more beautiful than she ever had in her life.
Unhooking her bra, Aiden pulled it quickly down her arms and tossed it aside. A few seconds later, her panties were down around her ankles. His fingers found her nipples again, rolling and pulling, hard enough to send a line of pleasure straight to her clit. She wouldn’t have been surprised if she was dripping down her thighs.
“Come,” he said, taking her hand, helping her step out of her clothes.
She followed him the rest of the way to the spanking bench without hesitation. He knew exactly what she needed and how to give it to her. She’d finally found her Dom.
“Knees here and here,” Aiden said, pointing at the padded platforms for her legs. After she knelt down, he gently pushed her forward until her stomach and breasts were pressed against the larger platform for her torso. He guided her arms into the position he wanted with a firm grip. “I’m going to restrain you now.”
The leather straps were cold against her skin, and she shivered as he buckled the first two, one around her waist and the other below her shoulder blades. More straps went around her wrists and forearms, ankles and calves. She tried to wriggle around a little bit, but he had her strapped in good and tight.
Aiden leaned down and planted a kiss on the soft spot behind her ear. “Be a good girl and be still while I go get some toys for us to play with.”
“Yes, Sir,” she said, her voice shaking with lust and anticipation. She couldn’t see where he went, and though she wanted to crane her neck and try to find him, she did as she was told. Anything to be his good girl.
The song changed, and she closed her eyes, letting the new bass beat roll through her. She didn’t want to overthink things anymore. She only wanted to feel whatever Aiden wanted her to feel, and make him proud.
When Aiden returned, he walked in front of her, showing her the items he’d chosen. In one hand was a wooden paddle, it’s circular end about five inches across. In the other, he held a sizable black metal anal plug, with a large blue jewel on the base.
“Look at me, Olivia.” She did as she was told. “I need to know if you were telling the truth in your application.”
“What do you mean, Sir?”
He held up the plug. “You wrote that you have several butt plugs at home. That you enjoy the feeling of having your ass filled when you come, and nearly all your fantasies include anal sex. I need to know if that’s true, or if you were saying what you thought we’d want to hear. Because if you’re an anal novice, this is going to be way too big for you.”
She took another look at the large plug, and her heart skipped a beat in the best possible way. Oh, fuck yeah, this was going to be a fun night. “Everything in my application was true, Sir. I promise.”
Aiden’s answering grin sent a wave of pride through Olivia. Knowing she was exactly what he wanted was such a heady feeling.
“You also said you’ve always wanted to be paddled. But if this is too much for you”—he rotated the paddle in his hand, showing her the intricate floral pattern engraved on the other side—“we have about a hundred other paddles in this place, and I can choose a less severe one. What’s your safe word?”
“Orchid, Sir.”
“Good girl.” His fingertips found the ink on her right arm again—an intricate monochrome orchid. “Did you choose that as your safe word because of your tattoo?”
She closed her eyes, relishing the goosebumps erupting across her skin at his touch. “It’s my favorite flower, Sir.”
He traced his fingers up her arm, brushing softly along her shoulder and neck, until finally grazing his thumb over her lips. “Don’t be afraid to use it. I give you my word I won’t be angry or disappointed if you do. This is about giving you what you need. If I’m not doing that, using your safe word is the only way to let me know. Otherwise, no matter what you say, even if you plead and beg, we keep going. Do you understand?”
God, he was so fucking perfect. He’d obviously meant it when he promised to guide her through every step, and make sure she didn’t have further cause to panic. “Yes, Sir. I understand.”
Aiden walked to the back of the bench, trailing his hand along her side as he did so, making goosebumps rise all over her body. “You have the most incredible ass, Olivia.” He cupped one cheek with his large hand, squeezing hard. “So spankable.” His hand moved toward the center, and a single finger circled her rear hole, pressing in the tiniest bit. “So fuckable.”
